Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You know, hanging in.

...so I thought I would try that.

Call me, would you?

Hmm. Well, it's debatable. I mean, the Schubert is coming along nicely.

All right, whatever you want.

Guys, I'm not your supervisor. Don't stick around on my account.

Less. Much less.

Well, regardless of the hour, good to see you here.

Like here, the Roman numeral headings, we use all caps for those.

...you threw away a soda can.

I'll let him know.

And you know what? He should go to jail.

- Oh, where she pulls her earlobe? - Yeah, exactly.

Huh. It must have just been a rumour. Yeah, let's grab a drink soon.

- Paige, so good to see you. - You too.

I mean, they got me working in the mailroom, which--

- Pleasure to meet you. - I'll see you soon.

I apologise in advance.

Hothead. Always has been.

You know I have a fear of heights.

- Kim-- - Even if I won, who would hire me?

Hello, you've reached the voicemail of Kim Wexler.

Figure I better work on my tan. Seriously considering that option.

Um.... Make two cups.

Man, that must be sweet.

Because this is about Chuck, whether you wanna believe it or not.

I took a risk yesterday at lunch with some onion rings, and last night--

It's okay to present a quote from a legal opinion, but when you use too many...

Yeah, yeah. What do lawyers and sperm have in common?